Ilqat's black-gold robes covered every inch of his skin, and even his face was obscured by a mask with a treacherous pattern, and all eyes dared to glance at the knight chief, a symbol of threat and death.

But even if it is as mysterious as Ilcarter, it is not as tense as the woman who is slowly entering.

At this moment, he had fully confirmed that the woman who entered the field was Sheila, the commander of the Second Army that year.

The holy light elemental obscured her own aura of death, and even her once-voluptuous bright red wavy curls were disguised as golden. If you remove the coldness and charm in her eyes, she is the same as Shinas in temperament.

The huge open-air hall fell silent, and Sheila looked around with a smile on her face, then bowed shallow to Shinas.

"Your Majesty," Sheila's clear voice resounded through the room, "I am sure you know the purpose of my ascetic from the lonely Ariante Desert.

"As the supreme and spiritual leader of the continent of Osiria, I have no intention of usurping your authority, nor do I intend to question your identity in any way. However, as the sage said, 'The strong think they are in control of their destiny, but they are still controlled by fate', and my meaning is entirely explained by Lenna, the lord of time who is in charge of destiny. ”

Michal took a step forward, and there was a slight flicker of anger in his eyes: "Can I understand that the 'strong' you mean by your majesty?"

Sheila smiled politely, "In addition to Your Majesty, of course, including you, the powerful people of the Holy Land and even Osiria. ”

"Say what you mean. Visitors. Suddenly, the long, ice-blue-haired heir to the Lubistan family beside Shinas spoke, his voice as cold as his hair. "We have respect for even uninvited guests, unless he shows hostility. ”

Sheila smiled at the advisor-like man, "I'm sorry for you, Mr. Southhart Lubistein - I want you to confirm what the Holy Emperor's authority is?"

"I think scholars who have studied history a little bit will say without doubt that Gloy, the scepter that symbolizes the supreme authority, the crown Catlet, who represents the power of the Holy Emperor, and the pendant Skaya, who proves the blood of the Holy Emperor.

"There is no doubt about the power of His Majesty Sinas. Her authority also comes from the support of the people. But in history, the creature Skaya, who proved the bloodline of the Holy Emperor, disappeared into that dark age in history. This has led many to wonder why Gloe and Catlett are still shrouded in the light of the Holy Emperor. And what about Skaya, who proved the Holy Emperor's bloodline, disappeared?

"I wasn't one to be curious about these news, until one day, when I saw for myself the true face of Skaya, who had been in exile for centuries, I discovered that the Lord of the Holy Land had made up such a lie—"

Michal took a step forward abruptly: "Presumptuous—— how do you prove that what you say is the real truth? Obviously you want to take the place of His Majesty Xinas. Satisfy your greed for the supreme of the continent?"

Sheila smiled indifferently, "What do I need to prove myself? Is it that I am not weaker than His Majesty Shinas, or is it the glorious radiance of the real Skaya in the hands of its master?"

As he spoke, with Sheila as the core, a terrifying huge power fluctuation began to tremble, as strong as Michal and several Holy Emperor Knight Captains behind him, unable to completely resist this powerful elemental vibration. There was even more chaos in the seats dozens of meters away, and those delegates who didn't have much strength were completely shocked by this powerful power fluctuation, and suddenly let out a terrible ghost crying wolf howl.

Bell and Gigmont couldn't help but back off, and Dingkan and Snowfoam hid behind Lovian. Instead, Francis, with a gloomy face, stood on his teacher's side. Without taking a step back, Lovian nodded appreciatively.

He was already familiar with Sheila's power fluctuation mode, and he could naturally control his subtle power to achieve the maximum effect with the minimum consumption, and he drilled into the gap of the elemental fluctuation, and very easily let go of the power that was much more powerful than his limit.

And Francis didn't have the same control as him, just held his breath and tried his best to run the dark essence of his body. Under the pressure of powerful forces, the dark essence traveled through Francis's meridians at an unprecedented speed, bringing severe pain while undoubtedly opening up the space for Francis to store a stronger dark essence. In just a few tens of seconds, he has made more progress than he has in months.

The stress is gone. At this moment, the two knight captains shrouded in the fire element and the wind element also became clear. One is a girl dressed in a fiery red robe, Oz, the chief knight of the Fire Knights, and Irina, the chief of the Wind Knights, who represents the wind spirits.

A total of five knight leaders formed a circle and protected Shinas in the center, while the cold-faced Nanhart stood at the front, and an invisible spiritual flame storm swept out, but turned into nothingness in front of Sheila.

"Offended, guys. Sheila pursed her lips and smiled, tossing the pendant known as Skaya, and a pale red gem fluttered in front of Shinas.

Shinas, who had been smiling indifferently, finally showed a look of surprise at this moment, that gem was indeed no different from the record in the history books. At this time, the light of Sikaya suspended in the palm of Shinas's hand was still dim.

"How do you prove that the Skaya in your hands is real?" Nanhart said coldly.

"And how do you prove that the Skaya in my hand is fake?" Sheila said softly.

Nanhart was momentarily speechless.

Shinas had a panicked expression befitting her teenage age, leaning back, trying to avoid the visual shock that Skaya had given her—because, in the history of the Osilian Holy Emperor, she was the most obscure generation of Holy Emperors in the family tree. Without Nanhart's insistence, she would not have been able to believe in the noblest bloodline of her own, Osiria.

Sheila spoke up again, "Do you know that His Majesty Sinas claims to be the niece of the former Emperor Arya? Then His Majesty Shinas does have the qualifications to be the Supreme, but beyond that...... 陛xià. Will you be able to tell you who you are and what you are and what you are to convince the world by giving a detailed royal genealogy, and will you be qualified as Lord of Gloe and Catlett by the simple phrase 'Niece's offspring'?"

This sentence undoubtedly poked at the sore spot of Shinas, her delicate cheeks receded a trace of blood, and Nanhart turned around and said coldly, "Your Majesty...... You have to be strong in your faith—"

The chaotic cacophony of the seats was completely drowned out by a soft sigh.

"Wait a little longer......"

Lovian's pupils shrank suddenly, the aftermath of the voice still lingering in his ears.

Loneliness, sadness, helplessness, exhaustion...... The chaotic feelings were all mixed in these few words that clearly resounded around everyone.

Thousands of blue lights immediately echoed in front of his eyes, as well as the sharp pain when the blue light cut through his body...... Further on. It is the most mysterious of all Terran heroes, and his inexplicable relationship with the former Emperor Arya......

"Do you know what Skaya is for? It's just a ritual vessel for the Holy Emperor's coming-of-age ceremonies and weddings, carved out of seven colors of colored diamonds. How could it be as magical as you say, magical enough to be able to identify the bloodline of the Holy Emperor's lineage?

"And do you know that although the Holy Emperors of the past generations are all beautiful, there is one thing. That is, the height of the Holy Emperors of the past dynasties was not high. You're such a tall figure. It's the biggest flaw—even the sordid smell of death that hides your holy breath is nothing in comparison. ”

The triumph on Sheila's face, which was hidden by the polite smile, disappeared, she naturally recognized this voice, and she yelled at the sky with resentment: "While you are talking nonsense, look for your own evidence! Who is the Lord of the Holy Land, this matter has been decided, and you have no skills to return to the sky!"

"Is that really the case?" the tired, lonely voice continued, "forget it......

At the forefront, between Southhat, Michal and Sheila. Raise a miniature storm out of thin air. In the white wind and waves, several pale silver cards can be faintly seen.

The storm cleared. Standing in front of Sheila was a man of small stature, covered in robes and shadows. Shinas, who knew the identity of this person, and several knight captains breathed a sigh of relief.

Helina and Mercedes in the front row of the seats stood up in surprise and stared at the abrupt visitor.

"I'm a phantom," he said, "and that foolish creature gave it to my Kaya, fearing that something as incorrigibly stupid as you would come out and stir things up at such an awkward moment. ”

After that, before Sheila, whose face was blue and white, could say anything, the phantom's robe flew out of thin air, revealing his gorgeous aristocratic dress that had never changed, and his face was still hidden in a shadow.

Red, white, cyan, blue, purple, and the five-colored cards exploded above his head, and the phantom's feet suddenly shot out rose petals composed of countless lights and shadows from the swirling card circle. A physical card was pinched in the phantom's hand, and with a slight shake, as the card flew out, the fake Skaya that returned to Sheila's hand shattered and turned into a little red light.

Sheila exclaimed, the sky blue in her eyes faintly yellow faintly.

The card resurfaced, instantly condensed into a longbow condensed by green light in the phantom's hand, and the extremely sharp elemental fluctuations locked on Sheila in front of her, and the golden arrows on the green light bowstring were undoubtedly able to penetrate a qiē defense.

"How long is your one-man show, Sheila...... Your Excellency, Legion Commander?" the phantom's slightly sarcastic voice rang out.

The increasingly powerful aura was gradually tearing through Sheila's disguise, and she could already feel that thousands of elites of the Holy Emperor Knights and many powerhouses guarding the royal family were hurrying in.

"I didn't count you—it's a failure!" Sheila's cold voice seemed to sound from the Nine Abyss, and the holy light disappeared out of thin air, and the thick aura of death and the dark element obscured everyone's view. A moment later, the commander of the Second Army from five hundred years ago finally appeared in front of everyone.

Lovian did feel the urge to say hello for a moment, but he was too miserable compared to his colleague, whose strength was not damaged.

The traditional Ariante dress accentuates Sheila's seductive temperament, shrouded in the midday sun, she still appears as dark as the shadows. But even so. When she faced the arrows of the phantom in front of her and the knights of the Holy Land who had already surrounded her, she still clutched the scepter in her hand and paused slowly.

Michal and Ilkat waved at the same time. The gold, blue, red, green, and black knights simultaneously stab at Sheila in the center. At the same time, the elements around Hook, Oz, and Irina began to converge dramatically.

The golden fighting qi twisted into a strand, like a huge heavy sword stabbing at Sheila, who was extremely small compared to it, and the blue-clothed knights shook out thousands of ice-blue blades and swept towards the center. On the outermost periphery are the Crimson Flame and Golden-Green Blades that are ready to take over the first wave of attacks. The Dark Knights under Ilkat were the most mysterious, and those shadowy black shadows disappeared directly into the huge colored light cluster.

A loud and low-pitched sound enveloped the venue. Such a huge momentum is unintentionally unique in the memory of the vast majority of delegates present. Bursts of screams, accompanied by a chaotic flow of nearly a thousand people towards the exit.

The dense elemental light cluster obscured Luo Wei'an's perception, but he would never believe it. Sheila would have been lightly wounded in a group of such sieges.

A second later, the elemental light cluster recoiled out.

The crowd of people immediately became even more panicked, and if such a dense energy exploded, it would cause ruinous results. This kind of momentum. Even if it's not as good as the restricted forbidden magic of a top-level magician. It's pretty much the same.

Seeing the rapid expansion of the elemental light cluster, and when the Holy Emperor Knights closest to the light cluster showed despair, there was a soft sound of "pop", and all of them were still.

The noise, the screams, the terrible sounds of terrified fear all died down in this instant.

Restored to his former elegance, Shinas stood in front of his throne and pushed Nanhart away, his fingertips flickering with a small but extremely scorching light. Elemental light clusters are limited by this. And it can't erupt.

Luo Wei'an calmly found at this moment that at the moment when the Holy Emperor made a move. She wasn't as powerful as she remembered to be the former Emperor Arya. At least for a moment, what he saw was an ocean of Shinas, but a large part of it was shrouded in chaotic thunderstorms. And the Arya in her memory is in the sight, an endless calm sea. Obviously, although the total strength of the two was almost the same, it was difficult for this younger Saint Emperor to mobilize all his strength like the previous emperor. But even this small part is out of reach for Lovian now.

The glow of Shinas's fingertips dimmed, and the elemental light faded, making Sheila's figure barely recognizable.

This time it was the condensation of a powerful dark element, this time the condensation was much weaker than the combined attack of thousands of knights, but with an incomprehensible sharp penetrating power.

Shinas let out a low exclamation, and the white crystal light of his fingertips disappeared, and a small bead of blood appeared.

"Boom ......"

Purple-black thunder rang out in the air, and the small piece of sky above Sheila suddenly turned black. The remaining clusters of elemental light splashed unlimitedly, rushing past the dozens of knights closest to it and destroying the nearest seats.

Sheila was suspended in mid-air, the dark scepter in her hand condensed with the aura of pure death. Hundreds of gigantic dark gray terrifying skulls hovered around her. The beauty set off by death has a strange poetic realm.

In the face of such an enemy, she had no intention of fighting, and the staff in her hand was downward, and she did not use magic.

"I thought this meeting was going to give us a headache, but in reality, you stupid people have turned this great opportunity into a spoils for personal gain. Five hundred years ago, you lost at this, and it turns out that your inferiority is ingrained in your bloodline.

"Shinas, you'd better recognize the current situation before you take full control of your bloodline power. Even you, as the Holy Emperor, can't you realize the stupid actions you have made? Under the guise of fighting against the black magicians, it is essentially a division and distribution of the interests of the mainland in another sense—forget it, even if you are reminded of this journey, there will always be short-sighted fools who will cover your beautiful eyes. Osilia will eventually fade from your surname, and in its place, the Mentor will use his strength to forge a class, a simple and efficient society.

"This is your fate, Shinas, and all those present who intend to resist and do not know the general situation. ”

Sheila let out a long laugh of mockery, and a magic circle spawned around her out of thin air, and with a violent storm of dark elementals, the sky regained its once blue color, but lost its warmth.

The phantom hidden in the shadows, from beginning to end, did not strike. The engulfing elemental storm always dissipated in front of him.

There was a deathly silence in the venue.

Nanhart turned around and looked at Sinas with panic in her eyes, at this moment, she was just a frightened girl.

He was about to speak, but the phantom came to him.

The Phantom looked up and found his former companion and former enemy in the crowd. In the end, it fell on this child who inherited the blood of his beloved.

"Lubistan is right," the Phantom said softly, Shinas trying to see the face under the brim of the Phantom's hat, but failed, "All you lack right now is will. The fate that Sheila said is always the existence of deceitful people, and the fate of Osiria is determined by will. ”

The Phantom gently took one of Shinas's small hands and placed a cool object in her palm.

"You really seem to be ...... with her," Phantom's voice at this time, with a slight trace of sadness that could not be melted, "Please, smile for me once." ”

Holding the real Skaya in her hand, Shinas seemed to feel the Emperor she had never seen before looking through her soul at the dashing thief of that free time five hundred years ago.

She smiled and clasped Skaya tightly with both hands.

The phantom floated up in the air, and its body turned into countless brilliant cards, disappearing into the gradually warming Holy Land Conference Hall. (To be continued......)